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| April 15, 1967 |
I feel this is all on Brutus. All you had to do was tap it in and you failed miserably. I think any idiot could've sunk that ball, no matter how loud the sneeze is.
So Veeblefester admits that Brutus completes him. You can't have yin without yang and the two together create harmony and are essential for mutual survival. It's nice to know how much Veeblefester really cares about Brutus and loves him.
I mean, I'm no sommelier, but isn't every wine just red or white with different varieties under each one? If Brutus says "red" then the waiter can be like "Cabernet sauvignon, Malbec, or Zinfadel?" It's not like Brutus can afford a lot of wine anyway.
